What's wrong with building a steel torrent in a dungeon?

This price has already eliminated the threshold for most ordinary people to participate. It is obviously impossible for most families to come up with so much cash at once, but this does not pose a problem for people's wisdom.

Someone came up with a trick - since one person can't afford to buy the flower cards, why not buy them together? Everyone allocates weights according to the initial funds, and then uses the weights to distribute the profits when they are sold. Wouldn't this lower the threshold?

For this reason, within just a few days, several guarantee companies sprang up in Vienna, providing credit and notarization for joint investment in the purchase of flower cards!

In some aspects, people's efficiency is so amazing that Fran exclaimed that she is an expert.

Feuerbach once believed that this method of proportional subscription was also created by Fran, but Fran could only helplessly say that this was not really her doing. This was a great creation of the people of the Holy Roll Empire and had nothing to do with her.

Although this joint investment method lowers the entry threshold, it also means that many lower-income people who have little savings can also join this feast.

This was obviously not what Fran wanted to see.

A depressed Vienna would only bring harm to Fran. She wanted to produce more products and sell them to Vienna in the future. If Vienna collapsed first, who would she sell them to?

It seems that it is time to end this absurd tulip storm.

At this time, the price of flower cards has approached the 500 Luoer coins mark. The major chambers of commerce have also realized the importance of the right to issue flower cards. Other types of flower cards have appeared on the market, but these flower cards have only appeared for a short time and cannot gain the trust of ordinary people for a while.

But after all, they are backed by major chambers of commerce and are deeply rooted in Vienna. It is only a matter of time before they replace Fran's flower brand.

With Fran's ability, it is obvious that she cannot maintain her position as the flower card! So whether she likes it or not, she must end this farce.

Chapter 18 The Frenzy Ends

To put out this storm, all we have to do is destroy everyone's trust in tulips and proactively burst the price bubble that has been inflated.

Today, Fran has the largest stock of tulips in the city, and most importantly, she still has a firm grip on the distribution rights of the flower brand, which has become her biggest reliance.

After a few days of hype, the flower brand has completely replaced tulips! No one is really stupid enough to replace tulips and carry them with them.

The decoupling from the physical object gives flower card issuers a lot of room to maneuver!

No one knows how many tulips are actually stored in Fran's warehouse. In other words, Fran can over-issue a large number of signs and exchange theoretically worthless wooden signs for huge amounts of money in the hands of others.

In fact, Fran had already started doing this, otherwise she wouldn't have received so many brands when the major chambers of commerce entered the market. Up to now, the flower brands she had sold had already exceeded the tulips in her inventory.

Fran was not worried at all that the matter would be exposed, unless one day everyone in the city woke up and launched a large-scale run on Tulip.

Not to mention that this day will not happen, even if it happens, Fulan can directly close Wenfang Pavilion. Anyway, she has always been behind the scenes, and the fire will not burn her. The mastermind is Huang He, the owner of Wenfang Pavilion. What does he have to do with me, Fulan?

Overissuing brands is a business with no capital. In the days when the big chambers of commerce collectively went bankrupt, Fran had already made back all her previous costs by overissuing brands. From then on, every piece sold was pure profit. This was much more profitable than hoarding and speculating on tulips.

Every day after that, a large number of flower cards appeared out of nowhere in the underground market. At the same time, more and more forces joined the storm, and the chambers of commerce obviously would not miss this opportunity and began to buy a large number of flower cards.

However, they soon discovered something strange. Why were there so many brands on the market? They could not buy them all, and they did not see ordinary citizens selling them in large quantities.

Although they had all kinds of doubts, they did not stop purchasing. After all, they had invested so much money before, and if they stopped purchasing now, the price of tulips would probably collapse directly, and their previous investment would be lost.

The cost of the loss is too great to turn back.

The goal of the Chamber of Commerce is to continue to expand the tulip storm and sweep in all the towns around Vienna! In order to achieve this goal, they must grit their teeth and continue to purchase existing flower brands on the market to push up the price of tulips.

Fran naturally couldn't let them succeed. She wasn't the kind of businessman who would do anything for a ruined Vienna.

So in the next few days, Fran began to sell flower signs like crazy, and later on, the production speed of wooden signs could not even keep up with the speed of his sales.

Of course, the big chambers of commerce did doubt the source of the flower cards, but all of this was done by the Vatican, and the Inquisition's ability to do things was beyond doubt. A mere chamber of commerce would not be able to find out the source of the Inquisition in a short time.

In this process, Fran finally experienced what it means to make a lot of money.

She didn't have to do almost anything, just sell a few wooden signs whose cost was close to zero and she could get a lot of real money in return.

Because the amount of Rolle currency she received every day was so great that she had to send out several batches of horse-drawn carriages every day to transport boxes of money to banks and other places for deposit.

With the release of the wooden signs, the crazy price of tulips finally began to slow down. Seeing this, the big chambers of commerce had no choice but to continue to pour money into it, trying to use their strong financial resources to continue to maintain the price of tulips.

Fran had to admire the financial strength of these chambers of commerce. Even with such a large-scale monetary easing, the price of tulips could still rise slightly.

But facing an avalanche, no amount of financial resources would be of any use, not to mention that Fran was backed by the official Shinra Church.

A few days later, a piece of news directly crushed the price of tulips - in view of the high price of tulips, the Shinra Cult would no longer use tulips to decorate the sacrifices at this year's Winter Festival.

In other words, the Shinra Church will not pay for everyone.

When this news came out, it hit everyone like a bolt from the blue.

Although the amount that the Shinra Cult wants to purchase is just a drop in the bucket compared to the flower cards on the market.

But the price of tulips is based on people's confidence. Once the confidence is gone, the price will naturally not hold up.

The price of tulips, which was already struggling to maintain, collapsed in an instant.

As if that wasn't enough, Fran even hired someone to pretend to be a florist from the north, with each car loaded with tulips. Anyway, she didn't have much else to do now, just tulips.

Although this little bit of tulips was insignificant compared to the entire market, it was a signal, a trigger, the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Everyone just thought that the northern trade route had been opened, and that a steady supply of tulips would be shipped to Vienna for sale, so they began to frantically sell off their flower cards.

The price of flower cards was as high as 500 Luoer coins the day before, but it was cut in half in just one morning. The streets were full of people selling flower cards, but there was hardly anyone buying them. When the citizens found out that the chambers of commerce had also started selling flower cards, the price plummeted even more.

A long line formed at the entrance of Wenfang Pavilion, and citizens were vying to exchange wooden signs for flowers.

A bank run occurred.

However, this run itself is caused by the panic after the price fell. The price of the flower card fell, which also means that the price of the Tulip Moon itself has fallen. What's the point of exchanging it?

Fran was not panicked. She asked the shop assistants to remain calm and deliberately slowed down the exchange process under the pretext of inspection and warehouse transportation.

As expected, when the exchange queue was only halfway through, the citizens began to realize that what good would it be to exchange flowers? It would be better to sell the signs in my hands now to recover the losses. The long queue dispersed instantly.

The city was filled with the wailing of people selling flower cards, like hell! When this damn day was over, the price of flower cards had become one hundred Roll coins. However, everyone knew that this was not the end of the nightmare, but just the beginning of it.

Vienna tonight is destined to be a sleepless night, with countless citizens' dreams shattered.

Just two days later, the price of the flower plaques dropped to zero, and no one wanted them even if they were given away for free. Dirty wooden plaques could be seen everywhere on the streets. They were treasured just a few days ago, but now they have become worthless garbage.

After the madness faded, the whole world was in depression.

Most of the citizens looked pale and began to vent their anger. The streets were filled with sounds of violence. The flower shops in the city were the first to be hit and were immediately turned into ruins by the angry people.

Wenfang Pavilion was naturally not spared and was smashed to pieces. However, at this time, Fulan no longer cared about the loss of this store.

It was at this time that the caravans carrying the actual tulips finally arrived in Vienna.

They had heard about the madness in Vienna when they were on the road, so they deliberately bypassed the war zone and sent tulips here without stopping. But to their surprise, they couldn't even sell the tulips, let alone make money from them.

What's going on! Don't you guys celebrate Winter Festival this year?

The merchants were confused, so they asked the local citizens. When the citizens learned their identities, they all showed angry expressions.

"It's all your fault! I lost all my money!"

"Kill them!"

"You bastards! Do you know how many months of rent I have to collect to make back the money?"

Before these businessmen could understand what was happening, they were surrounded by indignant citizens and beaten up.

The citizens took out their losses on the caravan without reservation, and eventually these unfortunate merchants were severely beaten, and the tulips on the carriages were destroyed in the stampede.

The delicate and beautiful petals were left unappreciated and were soon mixed with mud and footprints, eventually turning into black and dirty corpses.

Chapter 19 Celebration Banquet

"cheers!"

In a mansion outside Vienna, Fran's face was flushed. She stood on a chair and raised her glass to celebrate with everyone.

"Come down! You've drunk too much." Christina took down her wine glass with a distressed look, and replaced it with a full cup of hot milk tea. Fran was already drunk, so she tilted her head back and drank a mouthful of milk tea, not noticing anything was wrong.

"It's a rare opportunity! And after working so hard for so long, it's time to enjoy myself!" Fran said as she wiped the milk tea stains from the corners of her mouth.

This time, Fran made a lot of money from the tulip storm!

Just the magic crystal coins alone, at most there are more than 200,000, which can basically pay off all the debts of the city lord. Of course, Fran will not be so honest as to repay the loan in advance.

In addition to magic crystal coins, Fran also obtained many physical properties: a blacksmith shop specializing in the production of weapons, a casino in a secondary prosperous area of ​​Vienna, and an iron mine on the outskirts of Vienna. These were all acquired when the presidents of some chambers of commerce were so eager to sell the flower cards that they directly used the assets on hand as

Mortgage and exchange for chips to enter the market!

Now that Tulip has lost all its money, these mortgaged assets naturally become Fran's property.

Taking advantage of the great success of Operation Tulip Storm, Fulla held a celebration banquet and took the opportunity to introduce several of her core subordinates to Christina.

These core subordinates of his had fought side by side with Fran in the Kingdom of Ashes, and they trusted each other and had a life-and-death friendship. If they stayed by his side, they would sooner or later know about the relationship between him and Christina. If he kept it a secret from both sides, it would not be good for his future work, so it would be better for them to get to know each other openly.

When Catherine and Feuerbach saw Christina in person, their eyes widened in surprise.

Although Catherine knew that Fran had a connection with the Shinra Church, she could never have imagined that Fran could directly cling to the Saint! You know, Christina is the number one figure in the Shinra Church.

Originally, Catherine and Feuerbach regarded the Shinra Church as the final boss, but in the blink of an eye, the boss became their teammate.

Moreover, judging by the way Christina treats Fran, their relationship is extraordinary.

At least they are definitely more than just sisters.

Christina gently held a handkerchief and gently and skillfully wiped the sweat off Fran's forehead. This level of meticulousness made Catherine, the personal maid, feel ashamed. She secretly vowed in her heart that she must improve her maid's skills so that she could regain the title of personal maid.

When everyone was halfway through drinking, a girl in a maid outfit appeared at the door. Christina took a closer look and found that the girl was actually her right-hand man, the deputy director of the Inquisition, known as the Iron-faced Judge who made countless monsters tremble in fear - Vanti.

Boom!

The cup in Christina's hand fell directly to the ground.

This, this, this! Is this really his subordinate who kills decisively and makes countless heretics and monsters tremble in fear?

Vanti lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Christina. She panickedly pinched the hem of her maid outfit with both hands, and her face was as red as an apple.

"Ah! Is Vanti here?" Fran stood up from Christina's arms. She looked at Vanti with drunken eyes and praised her: "She is so cute! Why were you so reluctant to wear a skirt before?"

"You...don't make fun of me anymore. Just because you're cute or something." Fanti shyly turned her head away.

"What is going on?" Christina asked.

Fran then told the story of the bet between her and Vanti.

Vanti originally thought that a tulip would never be worth a hundred Rolls, but who knew that it would eventually be worth five hundred Rolls. It was many times more than she expected. Vanti had to admit defeat. According to the bet, she had to do something for Fran.

Fran didn't hesitate, and after finding out about Vanti's usual personality (stern and cold-blooded), she immediately decided to let her wear the cutest dress and play the maid for a day!

So there was the next scene.

"I'm not making fun of you, it's really pretty." Fran said as she trotted over and held Fanti's hand, saying, "Sister Christina, please give me your opinion on whether it's cute or not."

"Vanti, you can change your dressing style from now on. Don't always wear dark clothes. Girls should look like girls!" Christina covered her mouth and laughed, "Come on, cute maid, come and sit next to me."

Vanti didn't say anything, but sat down next to Christina.

Her hands, which were usually omnipotent in wielding swords and knives, were now in a panic and didn't know where to put them.

On Fran's left was the dignified Christina, and on her right were two lovely maids (Catherine and Vanti). She felt as if she was in heaven. She drank a few more glasses without realizing it, and soon passed out.

Catherine knew that Fran was a terrible drinker and was afraid that she would get drunk and embarrass herself, so she quickly suggested that she take Fran back to rest first, but Christina refused her.

"You've all been tired during this period! You should have a good rest today, and I will take care of Fran." Christina said.

"But you are a saint... this kind of thing...

"Fran is my sister after all." Christina looked at Fran lovingly and said, "And I have taken care of her when she was drunk before."

After hearing this, Catherine no longer insisted.

"You've taken good care of Fran in the past few years when I wasn't around. Thank you!" Christina said, gently touching Catherine's pretty face. Feeling the touch of the saint's fingertips, Catherine immediately lowered her head shyly.

"Everyone, please continue to enjoy the banquet. I will take your city lord to rest first." After saying this, Christina hugged the light and soft Fran in a princess hug and carried her back to the room.

Christina skillfully took off Fran's clothes and wiped her body with a towel bit by bit. But at this time, Fran hugged Christina's neck and pulled her to the bed.

"Sister! We haven't been close to each other for a long time!" Fran said half asleep.

"Ah!" Caught off guard, Christina fell directly on the bed. She wanted to get up, but Fran's body pressed directly against her.

Feeling her hot body, Christina felt her face flushed and her heartbeat began to speed up unconsciously.

Her fingertips felt Fran's delicate skin, and her eyes began to blur. But soon Christina came to her senses and kept saying, "No! She and I are sisters, we can't do this again! I was ignorant when I was a child, but now I can't let her down again!"

Christina seemed to have made up her mind and was about to get up and leave, but Fran hugged her tightly and murmured, "Don't go... Sister Christina, do you dislike me for becoming a dark nun?"

These words softened Christina's heart. She sighed, and finally half-lay back, hugging Fran's body tightly with both hands.

"I'm sorry, sister..." Christina said, "I was wrong before. I couldn't help doing this to you. I'm such a dirty sister. But we can't...

"I know... I don't blame you." However, at this moment, a low murmur appeared in Christina, and the voice did not seem to be drunk. Christina was so shocked that she opened her eyes and looked at Fran in disbelief.